[Verse 1: Summrs]
Told Kan, "Put the gloves on, n***a, we goin' in, don't drop that rod" (Yeah)
My n***a Dood tweaked out on X pills 'cause he might have to send that boy (Bah)
And don't you send them lil' flunked out n***as out West 'less you want his ass go meet God (Yeah)
We in that fast bitch, in the fast lane (Uh), that bitch knew it was us, soon as she saw it (Ha)
My n***a sendin' that drank through the E-script, knowin' that bitch gon' land tomorrow (Ha)
My n***as keep that self defense on even when you poppin' out at the mall
In a Ferrari Spider on the I-10, that bitch tryna crawl a fuckin' wall (Skrrt, woah, what?)
Ain't none of my n***as hoes, we stand on all ten like we tall (Yeah)
She tryna kick shit with the big dogs, put her ass on molly, she got lock jaw (Yeah)
N***a seent his bitch likin' my pics on IG, askin' if I hit, I'm like, "Nah" (Nah)
Just linked with my n***a Damani, he showed me a hundred, told him, "Bitch, we ball" (Ball)
All my ex bitches tell me I'm goin' Hollywood 'cause I be forwardin' all my calls (Yeah)
I'm sippin' Quavo, Quavo, Quavo, clutchin' that Draco, knock your ass off (Gltt)
My n***a Wick clutch sticks like it's Taliban, he just walked in with a whole sawed-off (Uh-huh)
Bitch keep tryna tell me she love me, lil' bitch, you stupid, just take your clothes off (Woah)

[Verse 2: Kankan]
N***a, like, hold on, n***a know we got Dracs inside this bitch
So don't move wrong, you could lose your life inside this bitch
Yeah, I got two phones 'cause these hoes be on my dick
Walked in with two poles, even though these n***as, they ain't on shit
We like the group home
Hold on, two-tone
Ayy, Freebandz shit, bitch, I feel like Pluto
Hold on, double R, uh, n***a, Taliban
Drac' came with a scope, uh, heard it hit his mans
Hold on, twin say, "That shit fire as fuck, copped that new Drac'"
Hold on, twin say, "When you blow that bitch, make sure you hit his face"
Hold on, twin say, I had to go and throw that bitch away
Ridin' broad day, ain't no witness so it ain't no case, n***a
Hold on, twin say, caught a PJ, yeah, we out the state
I'm like, "Damn, how the fuck I catch a case right out of state?" (Damn)
And I caught that bitch soon as I left LA (Ayy, yeah)
I ain't have no bond, was out the second day (Ha, yeah)
Ayy, and fuck the rap shit, all these n***as gay (Yeah)
Ayy, big before the rap, yeah, I been paid (Ha, paid)
Bitch, yeah, most of my n***as don't rap, they still made a way
Me and Abby been locked in since the eighth grade
I say, "Free lil' Will, he locked up in that cage" (Free lil' Will)
Off this rap shit, my mama bills, they paid
Damani scored some drank, so we finna pour it up
And my fans say they prayin' for me, but I don't even give a fuck
And n***a, fuck this money, n***a, throw that shit up
N***a, what you saved up, yeah, I put in my cup
These hoes can't get saved, n***a, they just out of luck
They say, "Kan, you sound the same," I had to change it up (Ha)